Hard to win if Amber is Heard and Johnny is not
this happened a few years ago. It's about my dad and something my dad would have laughed hard at.
phone rings I pick up
TeleMarketer: Hello is Mr ThrashandBurn's Dad available?
Me: ahhhh no he isn't
TM: do you know a better way to reach him?
with out hesitation
ME: Not unless you got a shovel.
I could hear him holding back his laugh wile trying to give his condolences.
He HEARD an AMBER alert!!
The waitress went up to the customer and said, "Hey, I'm sorry about this but for some reason your card didn't read, I'm going to need your card again."
I overheard this from behind the bar and said, "Amber, it's the middle of the summer, why in the world would this guy have his cardigan."
That was the first and only time I ever got a tip from a guy I never served or talked to.
It's either pictures of birds or things like these:
"Did you hear about the hipster who burnt his tongue? He ate pizza way before it was cool!"
"I heard they found that girl Amber who was missing." (There was an Amber alert in MD that day)
"Know what happens when you take "the" out of psychotherapist."
"If life gives you melons, You might be dyslexic."
"Six more weeks of winter isn't so bad when you consider the official first day of spring is seven weeks away."
"At first, I hated the speed bump they put in my front street... But I'm slowly getting over it."
"Why is it impossible for a horse to major in philosophy? You can't put DeCartes before the horse!"
"Why did the hipster burn his tongue? He drank gourmet coffee before it was cool."
"Q. How many Surrealists does it take to change a lightbulb?
"I was going to take all of my old watches and hook them together to make a belt... But then I realized that would be a waist of time."
"Why all the fuss about the Redskins changing their name.
Just change the mascot to a Potato.
Then it's not only un-offensive but delicious."
"I think the NSA is spying on me. They're leavesdropping in my yard."
Today, I went out to lunch with some fellas from my office, Dave and Mike.
We all opted for the "beer and sandwich deal": any beer < $6 and any sandwich from the lunch menu for $10. Can't beat that in Hoboken, NJ.
One of my coworkers ordered a Sam Adams something-or-other and our bouncy little waitress pranced off to fetch our beverages. When the waitress returned with our potables she placed a beer, amber in color, 1/2" or so foamy head, in front of my coworker and said:
To which I immediately announced "No, that's Dave."
Laughs were had all around. I cringed at myself but I couldn't help it.
Radio: Attention, an Amber Alert has been issued for the area of ______. Blah blah blah
Dad: That Amber, she's always getting lost. I mean, they had to make a whole alert system for her!